It’s a dismal day. Grey-ness of February could easily drag me down. Trees are bare. Plants are dormant. It’s horrid and I’m tempted to tell all how fed up I am with dark, dank winter. It’s Sunday; others are watching footie while I’d really like to watch the winter Olympics and imagine the fresh, clear… Continue reading…
Redheads are different….
They called us the Gingernuts, my cousin and I. Born only six weeks apart and living in the same city, we were in the same class right through our schooldays. By the age of 7 we knew that we were cursed with flaming red hair; teachers occasionally mistook us for twins while some of our… Continue reading…
The smell was all wrong and yet the place looked so familiar
Dark Iroko benches arranged in rows across the room. The huge, scrolling blackboard framed with wood at the front was part of the raised front bench dais for the teacher who would have been wearing their chalk-dusted black gown Lab stools neatly arranged under the benches awaiting the next cohort of students. Tripods set out… Continue reading…
A walk along the Elizabeth Way A platinum jubilee trail
I feel more alive as soon as I clamber out of the car. I breathe more deeply, feeling my aching muscles soften and relax as I look out towards the dune and catch my first glimpse of sea blue. I could have been a beach bum had my life taken different turns and I feel… Continue reading…
The Good, the bad and the ugly – some random thoughts on food
Some people might think we’re a bit funny about food. But let me start by saying that I come from a family where everyone loves good food. We think it’s just about the most important thing in life. Yes, I know that not every negative reaction to a food is an allergy, but allergies… Continue reading…
